Light on the Darkest Nights

Moonlight falls
from high in the sky,
silvering
the latticed pine branches,
softly shining
on every trembling needle
like summer’s
morning dew.

Traffic sounds
recede to a droning hum
in the cold December air.

The world is
wrapped like a present,
waiting to be opened.

Copyright 2022 Brenda Davis Harsham

Notes: This poem was inspired by my very amateurish photo of the moon, taken in the hectic days before Christmas, and by this mentor poem:

Under the trees light
has dropped from the top of the sky,
light
like a green
latticework of branches,
shining
on every leaf,
drifting down like clean
white sand.

A cicada sends
its sawing song
high into the empty air.

The world is
a glass overflowing
with water.

Ode to Enchanted Light by Pablo Neruda

Happy New Year, friends and family!

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